Daily affirmations of a word mercenary
Here’s an embarrassing admission: every once in a great while I get a craving for this enormous crappy salad they make at Olive Garden. Despite being called “Garden-Fresh Salad,” the iceberg lettuce was likely grown hydroponically in a warehouse, and it sure as hell ain’t fresh (or nutritious). I have no idea why I occasionally crave it and I wish I didn’t.
I do however know that I can infrequently deal with actually sitting through a meal at Olive Garden. The one closest to us is always packed with desperate diners and I don’t like anything else on the menu and really, I don’t want to have to wait for an hour for some little vibrating pager to tell me that my table is ready so that I can sit and eat my depressing-but-enormous crappy salad and bread-sticks.
I finally figured out that I could skip the whole dining-in experience by ordering these salads for pick-up. That’s when I learned that for $15, they’ll give you a huge shopping bag filled with an enormous bucket of salad and enough bread-sticks to choke an army (a dozen or more, maybe?). In addition, they give you an entire bottle of salad dressing and dozens of packets of Romano cheese and croutons. Oh and a set of robust plastic salad tongs.
The last time I sunk to the level of satisfying my nasty-salad craving was a couple months ago, and while the salad and bread-sticks only lasted for two days (still: two days of salad from a bucket!), I continue to use the dressing, Romano cheese, and croutons regularly. My brain sort of boggles. Olive Garden basically says, “Oh, you want some salad? Here, take a couple month’s worth of salad toppers and some supposedly-disposable-but-actually-not salad tongs.” It’s an iceberg lettuce and crouton study of Quintessential American Excess. Have a bucket of salad and enough bread-sticks to stuff a Mars Hill family! Need more dressing? Drench that shit! No really: just take the whole damn bottle!
That said, I’m not complaining. Thanks to American Excess, I’ve had croutons and Romano cheese and salad dressing whenever I need it. Weird?
Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, is in bookstores now.
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Monica
November 14th, 2006 at 12:37 am
What?! No pictures?! No matter… now I’m craving a bucket of salad. Thanks a lot!
saucygirl
November 14th, 2006 at 4:38 am
I too have had some hankerings for that salad… Even though I’ve only been 2 times in my life… I still think…. mmm giant salad of nothingness… with free refills… and breeeeaaaadddsticks… mmmmm……
michelle
November 14th, 2006 at 5:40 am
ariel, i highly encourage you to try the house salad at the Wedgwood Broiler on 35th Ave NE in (duh) Wedgwood. cross street is 80th, i think. it’s topped with Cheeze-Its and Bacos. i swear. mmmmm. so bad it’s good.
amy.leblanc
November 14th, 2006 at 12:35 pm
i don’t know if there’s any olive garden anywhere near me, but now i’m going to find out. will they give you a bottle of blue cheese? OMG.
i get the same craving, perhaps because i grew up in the midwest and all you get there are iceburg lettuce salads, and so it’s kind of Comfort Food. and, if you don’t drench them in dressing, they’re actually quite hydrating.
joriel
November 15th, 2006 at 8:31 am
my first waitressing job in college was at an olive garden, so i know for a fact that you’re not the only one who gets unhinged when it comes to the giant salads.
some of my less ethical co-workers got into the habit of recycling the check from their first soup/salad/breadsticks two-top of the day so they could keep the whole $15 from everyone who paid cash.
Ivy
November 15th, 2006 at 9:31 am
By “less ethical” I am assuming you mean “smart” and “screwing the man”?
I heart Olive Garden salads. There is something amazing about them. I would feel so embarassed and touristy walking into an Olive Garden in the City.
Sarah B.
November 16th, 2006 at 7:56 pm
Oh lord, I haven’t succumbed to the OG craving in over a year now, but I might crumble at any moment.
Dori
November 17th, 2006 at 5:16 am
Yum. I love OG as well, and especially the salad. But I wonder if the salad would taste as good without the Muzak and officious waitstaff? There’s something about restaurant food that gets lost once you tote it home and have to wash the dishes …
Sara
November 17th, 2006 at 2:29 pm
Hmmm….I think my comfort food craving is that awful Stouffer’s frozen macaroni and cheese. I’ve been eating the larger-sized container once a month for about a year I think. Badness.
Playapixie
November 18th, 2006 at 12:49 pm
I don’t care much for that salad, but I’m a sucker for the breadsticks, especially when dipped in Alfredo sauce. EVIL!!!!! Haven’t eaten there since I lived close to the one in North Seattle, though, which has been over 3 years. Glad there isn’t one closer; the bread sticks are full of mind control chemicals that say “eat me!”